Uncle Beauty insists on setting up a villain

The Xie family in Mucheng is a well-known rich and powerful family in the local area, but the most famous is his second son, who won the first prize in the gold department at a young age. Top three senior officials.

But it was such a young man who had been in the limelight for a while in the court, but when the outside world was discussing him most, he suddenly resigned and returned to his hometown, and then disappeared.

The two elders of Xie's family were very indifferent to this matter. Their child was smart and well-behaved but always had his own ideas.

When the child grows up, let him go outside, as long as he sends a letter from home from time to time to report his safety, they will be satisfied.

After waiting for these two old people for a hundred years, the second young master finally came back. Shockingly, he still kept the young face when he left.

After the second son attended the funeral of the elder, he disappeared again.

On the path outside Mucheng, someone was sitting on a crooked neck tree, swaying his long legs dangling casually, while humming an unknown weird tune with grass in his mouth.

Xie Xu stopped not far from the tree, he felt helpless: "Can you stop singing, it's purely polluting the ears."

Wu Shixiu jumped down from the tree, hooked his shoulders with Xie Xu, laughed and said, "Now you are like me, a guy without father and mother."

Xie Xu kept a warm smile on his face, but his eyes changed: "If you said such things in front of someone who just attended an elder's funeral, if it wasn't because I knew you were used to being outspoken, I would definitely let you know Worldly sinister."

"Hahaha! Then you have to beat me, Axu, I didn't say, with your current cultivation, it's still too early to beat me!"

Wu Shixiu was complacent, seeing that Xie Xu ignored him, he took the initiative to go up to him and chattered endlessly: "To be honest, you are now free of any worries and alone, do you want to accompany me to travel around the world's great rivers and mountains? "

Xie Xu ruthlessly refused: "No."

Xie Xu rejected Wu Shixiu's invitation, but is this something he can refuse? Wu Shixiu is not only talented in cultivation, but also has a thick skin.

"Axu, let's change the name. I don't want to be called Wu Shixiu. Anyway, no one remembers my name except you."

"Then what do you want to be called?"

"No repair."

Xie Xu tilted his head and looked at a ten-year-old boy outside the restaurant. His attention was on the boy, so he answered Wu Shixiu perfunctorily: "It's fine, Wuxiu is pretty good."

Wuxiu, that is, Wu Shixiu, he kept staring at Xie Xu's side face with his chin resting on his back, knowing that Xie Xu was absent-minded now, he purposely approached Xie Xu, and suddenly said in Xie Xu's ear: "Then do you want to talk to Xie Xu?" Husband’s surname, let’s also change it to Wuzi, why not call it… Wushu.”

Xie Xu pushed him away speechlessly: "You are not serious, I will go downstairs to have a look, you wait for me."

Wuxiu obediently sat upstairs and waited for Xie Xu. After Xie Xu went down, he would have two sticks of incense. When he came back, he was holding a ten-year-old boy by his side.

Wuxiu pinched the child's fleshy face amusingly: "You see that he is a good seedling, and you want to take him in as an apprentice?"

Xie Xu didn't answer Wu Xiu's question, he introduced the boy's name to Wu Xiu: "Xie Lingyin."

Xie Lingyin tilted her head, and asked Xie Xu in a naive manner: "My lord, from now on... am I going to follow you?"

Xie Xu stroked his head gently, and smiled softly: "Yes, you will follow me from now on."

Wuxiu looked at this warm picture, and said sourly: "It's good luck, brat, to be able to become..." Wuxiu glanced at Xie Xu, and smiled wickedly: "You can actually become the big disciple of our unnecessary senior, in the future you You are lucky."

When Xie Xu heard that Wuxiu had changed his name to Wuxu without authorization, he glared at him, but he didn't change the name, so he just decided on the immortal name.

……

Recalling such a long-term memory, Needless to let out a long sigh.

Wuxiu pressed the man into his arms, and opened his eyes in a daze: "Why are you sighing?"

There is no need to answer: "It is because I did not teach him well that I made the children suffer. I owe them too much."

"No, you've done well enough." Wuxiu rubbed his chin against the top of Wushu's head, comforting him, "Speaking of debts, you obviously owe me the most."

You don't have to laugh: "What do I owe you?"

Wuxiu pulled back the hair on Wushu's neck, looked at the white skin like jade, and squinted his eyes in displeasure: "You even lost my mark, you still owe me?"

Wuxiu tried several times, but he couldn't sign a soul contract with Wuxiu again, but he was very angry.

There is no need to give him a blank look: "Is this so important? My whole body is yours. Who here doesn't know?"

Wuxiu murmured: "What if there are people who don't open their eyes? Mine doesn't have to be so good, there must be a lot of people peeping in the dark."

No need to be dumbfounded by his words, he raised his head and glanced at his old Gong, then got up silently and bit Wuxiu's neck.

"I smell of you all over me. If those people smell it, they might all be smoked away."

"Hahaha!"

Wuxiu was first amused, and then reacted: "Okay, you actually buried me!"

The time is slow and slow, and the time of wanton playfulness now is the happiness that Wuxiu wants most.